This is my final record
The facility
Once a beacon of scientific endeavor
Is now a mausoleum of my failure
The statues
These grotesque mementos of human emotion
Stand as the sole inhabitants
Alongside the service drones
That glide past them with eerie indifference
The machine intelligence —
A silent witness to the catastrophe —
It, along with frozen
Specters and the drones
Will be the last
Remnants of my once great ambition
For those who find this
Let it be a cautionary tale
Of the dangers of playing God
In a world of machines and emotions
The facility
Once a beacon of scientific endeavor
Is now a mausoleum of my failure
The statues
These grotesque mementos of human emotion
Stand as the sole inhabitants
Alongside the service drones
That glide past them with eerie indifference
The machine intelligence —
A silent witness to the catastrophe —
It, along with frozen
Specters and the drones
Will be the last
Remnants of my once great ambition
For those who find this
Let it be a cautionary tale
Of the dangers of playing God
In a world of machines and emotions
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